Showing posts with label Christmas Prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas Prayer. Show all posts

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas Dear Grieving Mother and Father - A Prayer and a Poem for You: May you have a blessed Christmas...




Merry Christmas Dear

Grieving Mother and Father


A Prayer and a Poem for You:


May you have a blessed Christmas...



May you have a blessed Christmas

as He holds you in His arms.

May you cling to His love coming

and not this world's vain charms.


May you hear the angels singing

into your own child's ears.

May you feel peace the Christ Child's bringing

As it rules out all death's fears,


For the Enemy is conquered

By the Love the Christ Child gives;

The Father gave His Child for yours,

Reassuring your child ever lives.


May we join with the angels' singing

As we welcome the Christ Child in;

May we bow our knees in adoring

The One who welcomed our child in.


Merry Christmas precious Mother;

Merry Christmas dear Daddy too;

May you know there is no other

Who loves as God loves you.









Poem - A Prayer and a Poem for Grieving Parents: May you have a blessed Christmas... - Angie Bennett Prince - 12/24/2011

Friday, December 25, 2009

Christmas Prayer








O Lord, how hard it is to accept your way. You come to me as a small, powerless child born away from home. You live for me as a stranger in your own land. You die for me as a criminal outside the walls of the city, rejected by your own people, misunderstood by your friends, and feeling abandoned by your God.


As I prepare to celebrate your birth, I am trying to feel loved, accepted, and at home in this world,


and I am trying to overcome the feelings of alienation and separation which continue to assail me.


But I wonder now if my deep sense of homelessness does not bring me closer to you than my occasional feelings of belonging.

Where do I truly celebrate your birth: in a cozy home or in an unfamiliar house, among welcoming friends or among unknown strangers, with feelings of well-being or with feelings of loneliness?


I do not have to run away from those experiences that are closest to yours.

Just as you do not belong to this world, so I do not belong to this world.


Every time I feel this way I have an occasion to be grateful and to embrace you better and taste more fully your joy and peace.


Come, Lord Jesus, and be with me where I feel poorest.

I trust that this is the place where you will find your manger and bring your light.

Come, Lord Jesus, come.

Amen.






May you and your family have a blessed Christmas, comforted in His ever-loving arms,








Prayer ~Henri Nouwen, The Road to Daybreak